Wrap it Up

No Nori? No problem!
Rough weeks more common than rare
Losing sleep, my mind, in equal shares
Dine with friends and forget the stare
Peering back wearily from mirrors aware

Still fighting the urge to measure, nay splurge
Giving in to this want to limit to scant
Simple and fresh, surrounded by friends
A table filled and glasses empty-brimmed

Torturous weeks ask for a change of pace
A change of tastes
Sweet Hoisin-Peanut pastes, perhaps?

 Tomago Omelette, seared shrimp, vegetables julienned, and wrappers two-thick  

 Wrapped as desired, an inch by maybe four? Some forgotten Crab Stick tossed in, if you recall.

No food let waste, Sushi rice unused in good taste made into Chirashi, Avocado added in haste.
Cooking is soothing, so long as I can
Soft rolls are a comfort, not sushi, but better at times?